Chapter 192 The Meaning of Competition



Director James Diaz is much higher than Neil Brockamp, ​​whom Chen Feng had dealt with before.

Although District 9, Elysium, and Chaos have established Neil's status in the industry, compared with James Diaz, the two are not at the same level. Since

his debut three or four decades ago, when he swept the Hollywood weekend box office charts, James has never made a B-level movie. All he does is top-notch production.

Even if he just comes up with an idea and the movie has only a name, countless investors will come to his door with checks and offer hundreds of millions of dollars.

Ordinary directors have to take the initiative to visit investors, tell others about their film-making ideas, and promote themselves again and again.

The better ones have fixed long-term cooperative investors.

For James, he chooses investors. He not only looks at the money, but also considers whether the investor's philosophy is consistent with his, whether the money comes from a clean source, and whether the investor will command the professionals.

When a director is strong enough to select investors, his influence in other aspects of the film industry goes without saying.

For a so-called domestic capital representative like Wang Xilei, James Diaz is someone who needs to look up at the stars.

But now this person is very familiar with trying to pull Chen Feng into his new play!

Wang Xilei was confused and didn't know what was wrong with his worldview.

Isn't Chen Feng a music producer? At least he is a boss with some influence in the Chinese music scene, but he is not a Hollywood movie star. What is James doing?

What made him even more angry was that when the group of people behind him talked about business, they all lowered their voices at the same time, making it difficult for him to hear clearly.

...

"Mr. Chen Feng, I hope you will seriously consider my invitation."

After introducing the movie, James said sincerely.

Chen Feng fell into deep thought.

In fact, he just ran into this group of people when he went upstairs. When he was suddenly called, Chen Feng was a little confused.

In the United States, he probably doesn't have many acquaintances except for the Grammy bigwigs. Who are these international friends who suddenly came to visit?

If he hadn't felt that Pitt looked familiar, Chen Feng would have left.

After the other party introduced himself, Chen Feng stayed very approachable, had a cordial conversation with him, and exchanged business cards.

What the hell!

James Diaz!

The great director who has occupied three of the top ten box office charts in film history so far.

He is also a real big shot who almost jumped into the art history of a thousand years ago.

If Chen Feng hadn't become a galactic human, his subconscious mindset had changed slightly, and he looked at things more detachedly, and his experience in the 31st century was too rich, with his previous temper, he would have immediately hugged James' thighs and shouted, "Don't leave."

When he heard that the other party invited him to star in his movie, Chen Feng was slightly surprised and a little surprised.

He was originally planning to expand into the film industry.

Although he was confident in his script, Chen Feng had carefully considered the complete creative process of the film and knew that it was not as simple as it seemed.

Moreover, there was a long and insurmountable gap to be crossed from the Chinese film industry to the world.

The opportunity to connect with James Diaz was a shortcut.

First try to do it yourself and open a way for the company. Everything will become much smoother in the future. There is even a chance to skip those domestic directors who are not good at making films and get a famous Hollywood director for the first film.

And the new film directed by James is a subject that Chen Feng likes very much, a science fiction film.

The reason why James approached him was very strange. He had seen a video online of Chen Feng rushing into a helicopter to save people with a delta wing.

After watching it, he was immediately amazed by Chen Feng and wanted to get him into his new movie to play an important role with a lot of action scenes.

James knew that Chen Feng was not a professional actor and had never learned acting, but that was not a problem because he could train him.

With such skills, it would be a pity not to act in a movie with sparks and lightning.

Today's "chance encounter" was not a real chance encounter. After meeting with Pitt and others to discuss the facts, he deliberately chose this hotel just to block Chen Feng and communicate face to face.

His invitation was very serious.

Everything was beautiful, but Chen Feng felt embarrassed about the other party's invitation.

Because the role that James was going to let him play in the movie was actually a Japanese.

This was very awkward.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. James, I'm very busy with my work, and I'm not a professional actor, so I can't do it. I'm sorry. I have something else to do today, why don't we talk another day."

Chen Feng said, and stood up to leave.

Unexpectedly, James seemed to see through his scruples and grabbed his hand, "Mr. Chen, I know what you are thinking, but I hope you can open your horizons as much as possible. If possible, it is not a problem to modify the script appropriately for a role, but many pre-production plans and other actors have been finalized, so there is no way to change the nationality of this role. But it is not important. What is important in science fiction films is the starry sky, not the country."

Chen Feng sat down again, "Yes, so in my eyes, there is no American, Japanese, or Chinese in more distant science fiction films. "There are differences between us, we are all human beings, that's enough."

Pete next to him interrupted, "Mr. Chen, do you think the world will be unified in the future?"

Chen Feng thought about it, "Maybe."

James shook his head, "Not likely, competition is the nature and instinct of human beings. Now human beings are the most powerful life on earth, and we only have one way to compete with each other. So competition runs through our entire history, competition between individuals, competition between groups, competition between races, and now competition between countries."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes, "Mr. James is a supporter of militarism?"

James shook his head. "No, war is not the only way to compete. Now is the 21st century. It is almost impossible for a real large-scale war to occur between major countries. If it happens, all mankind will pay an unbearable price, far greater than World War I and World War II. This is not in line with our biological instincts."

"So what do you mean by competition?"

James organized his thoughts and said, "With countries as units, there is continuous, everlasting and intense competition in science and technology, economy, education and other aspects. For example, the science and technology competition between your country and my country. It seems that the losers will waste resources, but defeating more losers is the way for the winners to run faster. There was a proverb in the past that a person who is chased by a tiger can run the fastest. Some major scientific research results, if born a year earlier, can create potential value for mankind, which is far greater than the resources wasted by the losers. I do not advocate war, but I advocate competition."

Chen Feng was stunned at first, but his eyes gradually brightened.

As a sci-fi master with profound anthropological thinking, James Diaz has opened up Chen Feng's relatively narrow-minded dilemma.

Competition is valuable.

Competitors are enemies, but also comrades in a certain sense.

In the several timelines he has experienced before, humans have been disturbed too much.

It was either the infiltration of extremely sinister thoughts or the extermination of the S bacteria. After the end of the S bacteria, the broadcast of "Morning Breeze" has never stopped.

The world government that was finally formed was either wrong to one extreme or "right" to another extreme.

Humans have never followed the direction of their own racial characteristics and followed a completely natural path.

This road should have been varied, full of complexity and randomness.

Perhaps, after the S bacteria were eradicated, the strategy should have been changed immediately, no longer broadcasting it to everyone without distinction, but adopting Ryan's strategy to only allow top scientists to use "Morning Breeze"?

Chen Feng laughed.

"Thank you, Mr. James, for clearing up my doubts. But I don't need to broaden my horizons anymore. I'm not narrow-minded at all. But I also admit that the reason I rejected the role was that I didn't want to play a Japanese. I just wanted to play a simple yellow-skinned earthling, regardless of nationality and race."

Seeing that he was determined, James Diaz was disappointed, "Well, what a pity."

Chen Feng thought about it and decided to leave a good fate.

"We will have a chance to work together in the future, Director James. Everyone thinks that I can only write songs. Maybe I am a so-called superhero in your country. But in fact, songwriting is just my hobby. My real talent is far more than that."

Everyone at the table was confused, not knowing what he was going to say.

James: "Please speak frankly."

Chen Feng: "My expertise in movie scripts, especially science fiction movie scripts, will not disappoint you. If you are interested, we can talk about my scripts in the future."

James' expression was a little strange.

Others were not much better.

After a long while, James said, "Actually, I usually only shoot scripts that I wrote myself."

Chen Feng did not take it as an offense, "I know, so if you are not satisfied at that time, don't tell me that you want me to play a Japanese, you can play a Korean. How about it?"

James: "Okay! I hope we can cooperate as soon as possible!"

After talking thoroughly, Chen Feng turned upstairs, with a brisk pace and a happy mood.

This time he found a more powerful director for Xingfeng Entertainment's future science fiction movies.

With James' golden signboard, Xingfeng Entertainment will definitely go more smoothly in the film level, and can directly skip the stage of the Chinese film market and enter the global market directly.

The connections that are delivered to the door for free are really a blessing from heaven.

Chen Feng felt relieved, but Wang Xilei was disheartened.

He didn't know how Chen Feng talked with these people, but James' last sentence, "I hope we can cooperate as soon as possible," pierced his eardrums.

What kind of world is this!

Aren't you James a movie director?

If you want to ask Chen Feng to write the theme song, I can understand.

But you are asking him to act in your movie and you are so enthusiastic about the cooperation. What does it mean?

Wang Xilei and the young actresses and handsome guys around him could only sigh that the world is unfair.

Despair, tragedy.

Wang Xilei and his group quickly chased after him.

He couldn't let him go like this, he had to get back from Chen Feng!

The harsh words that had just been said were forgotten by Wang Xilei.

But Chen Feng raised his hand to let the hotel security stop the group of people.

The unwelcome licker, his tongue was disgusting.

He returned to the room, Zhong Lei was sitting on his bed, holding a guitar in her arms, playing it boredly.

"What took you so long? What exactly did they want to see you about?"

Chen Feng sat down unhappily, "Don't tell me, it almost disgusted me to death."

He told her about Wang Xilei's belief that he was bisexual and wanted to send all the men and women he brought to his bed.

Zhong Lei laughed so hard that she fell backwards, feeling both funny and disgusted.

"These people are so weird."

Chen Feng nodded. "Yes, a good art has been ruined by them."

"No, I know all these nonsense. I was amused by their misconception that you are bisexual."

"Shut up!"

Zhong Lei suddenly said, "Who do you think might have spread this rumor first?"

Chen Feng thought for a while and "I roughly know."

"Don't blame them. Who asked you to write songs from a woman's perspective?"

Chen Feng squinted.

He really wanted to admit something.

Not from the perspective of a woman, but from your perspective.

"Of course I don't blame Lu Wei."

"That's good."


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